In Love With My Fierce Farming Wife!
Chapter 812 - 791 He Didn’t Know What to Say

Chapter 812: Chapter 791 He Didn’t Know What to Say

Lui Muyi’s words caused both Su Pan’er and Qin Yi to nod frequently.

"Then, what do you suggest?"

Lui Muyi circled a spot on the fading map.

"I mean that we should temporarily head to the territory of Gongzhou City, where the mountains are steep and the terrain is easy to defend but difficult to attack. As soon as Brother Qin’s battles here are finished, we can withdraw. Most importantly, it will only take us a few days journey to get there."

Originally, Qin Yi was stationed in the middle of the river, and Su Pan’er had taken the family to seek refuge in a mountain village a couple hundred miles away.

What Lui Muyi suggested was for Su Pan’er to repeat the same strategy!

Nevertheless, Su Pan’er furrowed her brows and pointed at the spot Lui Muyi had circled on the map, "How many days do you reckon it would take to get there?"

"Perhaps six or seven days?"

Lui Muyi thought for a moment before responding, his heart not completely certain.

"Alright, let’s go then!"

Su Pan’er agreed to the plan.

There wasn’t much good food in the market fair, but fortunately, it was enough to fill their stomachs. Watching the hustle and bustle of the crowd, it appeared everything was normal with no sign of war’s reach, which secretly relieved Su Pan’er.

At least it meant that Jun Ruochen’s troops hadn’t appeared nearby, and they were safe for the moment!

After the meal, they continued their journey.

However, the map is just a map, and they couldn’t choose the actual conditions on the road. They hurried along, day in and day out, resting during the day and traveling at night. By the third day, they still hadn’t reached the next small village and encountered a large group of refugees. Su Huarong quickly ordered someone to go scout ahead.

The scout came back and reported, "Madam, there is grave news! Innumerable enemy forces have encamped ahead, estimated to be over ten thousand strong."

Faced with the Great Army encamped ahead, they immediately decided to change direction and move forward.

With the large number of commoners fleeing along the way and the sheer panic, they soon found themselves in a barren area. They fled all night, and as the sky began to brighten, sudden news came from behind—Xiao Min had fetal distress and was likely going into childbirth!

Childbirth for a woman was truly like stepping into the Gates of Hell.

But there was neither village in front nor inn behind, and in their urgent need, they managed to find a dilapidated temple to take shelter in.

"Madam, there are no homes around, so we can only make do with the ruined temple, though it is truly beneath you and the young lady."

Aunt Wang saw that the temple was indeed in ruins and didn’t know how many years it had been abandoned; even most of the tiles on the rooftop were gone, revealing the wooden beams below.

"When we’re away from home, we don’t need to be so particular."

Su Pan’er, carrying Little Yanyan, got off the carriage and indeed heard Xiao Min’s increasingly desperate screams coming from the carriage behind.

She hurried over, stepping aboard the carriage and placing her fingers on Xiao Min’s wrist pulse, her face turning pale instantly.

"She’s about to give birth. Quick! Find a way to boil a pot of hot water."

She quickly directed everyone, then turned back to order the coachman, "Drive the carriage under the temple; the temple is too dirty. Everyone else in the carriage, come down. Let Xiao Min give birth in the carriage. Also, set up a pot to cook immediately; let Xiao Min have something to eat to preserve her strength."

Xiao Min was only over seven months into her pregnancy and she was already going into labor! Su Pan’er surmised that it must have been due to last night’s rush to escape, the carriage was too bumpy, and the child simply couldn’t wait to make its entry into this world!

With these thoughts in mind, she quickly ordered everyone to get busy with their tasks.

Aunt Xiao also descended from another carriage and hurried over to Su Pan’er, holding scissors and toddler clothes in her hand—these had all been prepared in advance.

"Madam, how is Xiao Min doing?"

"She’s going into labor."

Su Pan’er nodded affirmatively, aware of Little Yanyan clutched at the hem of her dress, looking timidly at the carriage from which cries of agony were coming, completely at a loss.

She then busily asked Aunt Xiao, "Aunt Xiao, do you know how to deliver a baby?"

Since Xiao Min was Aunt Xiao’s daughter, she naturally didn’t dare conceal the truth and quickly responded honestly, "Madam, I myself have given birth to eight children, I can’t say I’m unqualified, at least I know what needs to be done."

"That’s good. Please, go inside at once."

Su Pan’er breathed a sigh of relief; if Aunt Xiao knew the process, there was naturally no need for her to be involved.

Especially now, as she still had Little Yanyan by her side, who was still so young and definitely not suitable to witness that scene, yet Su Pan’er was even more worried about leaving her alone in her own carriage.

"Alright, thank you, madam, thank you."

Aunt Xiao thanked her repeatedly as she entered the carriage.

The cries of Xiao Min inside the carriage grew more intense, one after another, and the people around were in a panic.

Lui Muyi, who had traveled year-round, clearly had a knack for survival in the wild. He calmly directed people to clear the weeds from the dilapidated temple, piling them up for use as firewood. Others had already set up a pot, found clean water, and started boiling it while another pot was used for cooking rice porridge.

The shrine in the broken temple was dedicated to the Temple of the God of Earth, and Lui Muyi quickly found a clean bamboo mat to lay at the foot of the shrine, allowing the children from the carriage to come down and play.

The children, who had been confined to the carriage for days, were initially excited. But as time passed, they became restless.

Now that they could come out, they were naturally very happy. Little Yanyan gradually let go of Su Pan’er’s sleeve and soon joined in the laughter and frolicking with them.

The hot water was ready, and the rice porridge with meat in the other pot was cooked, both delivered into the carriage.

Su Pan’er also held a bowl of the meat porridge, cradling it in her hands. The porridge, made from dried cooked meat and rice, couldn’t boast an exquisite taste, but having a bowl in the wilderness relieved both thirst and hunger. Hearing the raspy yells of Xiao Min and seeing basin after basin of bloody water being carried out, she just couldn’t bring herself to eat the porridge in her bowl.

She simply took the bowl and went behind the dilapidated temple, eating away from everyone else.

Lui Muyi followed her.

Watching Su Pan’er sip her porridge, his face carrying a smile, he said, "Earlier, I saw some wild fruits behind the dilapidated temple. Would you like some?"

"Oh, they’re sweet potatoes!"

Su Pan’er smiled, pursing her lips, and took them willingly, "I remember as a child, I loved searching for these sweet potatoes on the mountain, following the vines that led to big ones. They were sweet and delicious!"

The sweet potatoes, no larger than a thumb, were exceptionally sweet, with a rich fragrance, and they tasted much better than strawberries, grapes, and other such fruits!

"Exactly those. With no one living in these wild mountains, all we can find are wild fruits."

Watching Su Pan’er’s charmingly smiling face, Lui Muyi had a thousand things he wanted to say to her. He even purposefully found a moment when no one else was around to approach her, taking the chance to chat while offering the sweet potatoes. Yet, when he actually began to talk, he suddenly didn’t know what to say.

He could only stare dazedly at that face, which secretly slipped into his dreams every night.

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